My ancestry is a blessing
With great genes I began
The common ailments of many
Isn’t seen in my clan.
In great shape, I am
There are no complaints
All I seek for, strive to,
Is for my mind to restrain
In constant state of gloom,
An apprehensive angst,
That’s been how I am
Clutched in misery’s pangs.
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